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Literary Birthday – 6 May – Gaston Leroux

Gaston Leroux was born 6 May 1868, and died 15 April 1927

Nine Quotes

All I wanted was to be loved for myself.

There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful.

And, despite the care which she took to look behind her at every moment, she failed to see a shadow which followed her like her own shadow, which stopped when she stopped, which started again when she did and which made no more noise than a well-conducted shadow should.

An author really ought to have nothing but flowers in the room where he works.

He stared dully at the desolate, cold road and the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder or more dead than his heart. He had loved an angel and now he despised a woman.

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

In Paris, our lives are one masked ball.

None will ever be a true Parisian who has not learned to wear a mask of gaiety over his sorrows and one of sadness, boredom, or indifference over his inward joy.